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Australian Sons in Egypt t. The following poem was composed b ty Corporal W. H.,J. Baker whoi in Egypt: We have strayed from the land of or ir parents, upon a foreign shore, Midst dust and flies and mosquitoed, an d heat and sand galore. We are trudging with packs well Ilo ides i, on a desert burnt and dried, We feel our heated burden, but st .ill 0'1 and on we stride. We know that we are wanted, to g ct u,s lit as can be. To uphold our reputation 'gainst a bit ter enemy. We growl and curse the German, ran d the causer of such strife, And we all join in the wish ~ Thac. wars will cna for life," We Australians never shirk it when 'there's work that must to done ; We simply undertake it, yes, every mother's son, And in the final struggle we ar, bLurrnl to beat the Hun, Then we'll get a well-earned', spell when final victory's won. We have led the way in many thing s, in peace but not in strife : With grit and lots of courage we 'have moulded our free life. And when the war is over, and some of us return, We will settle down as usual, ain d the cogs of progress turn. Though some of us be wounded, and crippled up for life. We know our country won't forda ke us to lead a bitter life. But will help us bear our burden, rinl I show the world throughout That Au4trnlin stands for fr'eela in, aind all that's true and right. And tihose who fall in battl, an.l will never more return, Will leave their deeds well r'rittten on history's page unborn, And we'll hand it down thu agOs Sor pos terity to learn. W. t. G. BAKER.